The recent spate of suicides being committed by youngsters and children is alarming.
Just read another case in yesterday’s paper. A law college student jumped into a well because he could not handle the ragging by his seniors and peers.
It brings to mind this dialogue by the character of Miss Marple from the book, A Caribbean Mystery by Agatha Christie :-
“I think it’s quite natural. Life is more worth living, more full of interest when you are likely to lose it. It shouldn’t be, perhaps, but it is. When you’re young and strong and healthy, and life stretches ahead of you, living isn’t really important at all. It’s young people who commit suicide easily, out of despair from love, sometimes from sheer anxiety and worry. But old people know how valuable life is and how interesting.”
Quite true, don’t you think?